Chapter 1432 Ten Thousand Immortals Conference (Three Hs

The drunk old man seemed to notice someone looking at him, and his eyes also turned to Li Muran. Li Muran nodded slightly to him. The old man was slightly stunned and nodded immediately, but his eyes showed a strange look, and he obviously did not recognize Li Muran.

The cultivator can never forget it, even if it is just a passerby who passes by, it can still be remembered many years later. So Li Muran believes that it is not the old man who forgot him, but the old man, not the drunk old man in Youran Palace.

Although the appearance, figure, aura and other aspects of the two were exactly the same, their expressions were different; the drunk old man was full of red light and his eyes were full of alcohol; but the old man who appeared at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference did not have the drunken and crazy expression in his expression.

"It shouldn't be that drunk!" Fairy Ice followed Li Muran's gaze and saw the old man. She said to Li Muran: "This person is probably an immortal with a golden immortal or above cultivation. The drunkard and the old man in front of him are all his clones."

"Why did he have to split up so many clones?" Li Muran asked.

"It's probably for enlightenment!" Fairy Ice replied.

Li Muran nodded slightly. He also heard that all immortals have their own practices in order to comprehend the way of heaven. Simply meditating and practicing can often only enhance their magic power, but it is difficult to make breakthroughs and sudden enlightenment. In order to realize the truth, Buddhist monks like to transform into stone Buddhas, stand between heaven and earth, hide in temples, or even fall into the mortal world, experience sentient beings, and understand the great way; Taoist monks often freely and travel around all walks of life. As for hiding their cultivation and transforming their external clones, they are common methods.

Since they were two different clones, the old man naturally could not recognize Li Muran, and Li Muran did not say hello to him anymore, otherwise it would be a bit abrupt.

Apart from the old man, Li Muran did not see any other familiar figures.

"Maybe the Thirteen Immortals of the End of Time have arrived, but the concealment methods they used are so clever that others will find it difficult for others to discover!" Li Muran said in his heart.

Not long after, two true immortals flew into the Wuji Space, and the first game of the first competition of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference officially began.

However, the gap in strength between the two was very obvious. The masked fairy just glanced at the other party, and the opponent was hooked away like three souls and six spirits, staying motionless, with a dull look on the spot. The masked fairy took advantage of the situation to draw out a silk satin, tightly bound the opponent, and wrapped it around like a cocoon. After her opponent woke up, she found that she could no longer move and her magic power was sealed, so she could only admit defeat.

Li Muran could see that the tricks used by this masked fairy were mostly some kind of magical powers, and the immortals were constantly emerging. In the depths of cultivation, even a look could contain infinite murderous intent. This woman could use one look to control opponents of the same realm, making the opponent's magical powers completely unable to be used. It can be said that "the Tao is very good"! Many people in the fairy watching the battle were quite amazed and whispered.

The masked fairy flew out of the Wuji Space and saluted the immortals to thank the immortals for their applause and appreciation. Her opponent was very unwilling to accept it. She had been prepared for so long and finally came to a grand event like the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. She lost the competition in a daze without even exerting her magical powers. This is really hard to accept. Moreover, his team is not strong and it is difficult to advance to the next round. This is probably his only chance to play!

The only chance was missed like this, and all the immortals could naturally understand the frustration of the monk. However, this person was open-minded. After sighing, he immediately put away his sad face, changed into a smile, congratulated his opponent on his victory, and then left Wuji Space quite freely and watched the battle. The opportunity for the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is rare. Even if he loses the competition, it is worth it to be able to see the contest between other monks!

Soon two more true immortals flew into the Wuji space, and the second game of the first game began. In less than a stick of incense, the two immortals also decided the outcome.

The first round of competitions was held one after another, with basically no interval, no day or night. Anyway, the audience was at least full of true immortal cultivation. They would not feel tired even if they watched more than 200 games, more than 1,000 games in one go, and dozens of days and nights.

There was a significant gap in strength between the two teams in the first game. The team where the masked fairy was located won three games in a row and won directly. However, according to the rules of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, even if the winner was decided, the fourth game still went as usual so that every immortal could have the opportunity to show his magical powers.

Li Muran originally thought that this fourth game competition was just a formality. The monks on the side who had already won would most likely admit defeat after a few moves of battle. Unexpectedly, it was precisely this fourth game that had nothing to do with the victory or defeat. The monks on both sides fought very fiercely. Both of them were cultivators who used immortal fire, and directly competed with each other's true fire and tried to merge the other's immortal fire. After an hour, they could barely decide the victory or defeat.

It is not easy to come to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. All the immortals cherish this opportunity very much and will not easily miss every opportunity to compete with top cultivators of the same level. Even if it has nothing to do with the winner, they will still compete as usual.

After the first competition was calm, the team in the second competition also flew near the entrance of Wuji Space. After this team appeared, the atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference suddenly became much warmer.

"Zixiao team, one of the nine teams in the Jiuxiao Immortal Realm, has appeared!" Duanmu Ziyu was also excited and showed a little excitement.

The Jiuxiao Immortal Realm is where the Palace of Creation is located, and it is also the most prosperous fairy realm in the fairy world. It is said that the Jiuxiao Immortal Realm is very vast and there is no wild fairy realm that has not yet been explored. The Great Immortal City, like the Youran Palace, is full of immortals in the Jiuxiao Immortal Realm.

There are many masters in the Nine Sky Immortal Realm, but every time the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, only nine teams were sent to participate, namely "Chixiao, Bixiao, Qingxiao, Yunxiao, Xuanxiao, Yuxiao, Lianxiao, Zixiao, Daxiao". The selection competition for the Nine Sky Immortal Realm is extremely fierce. It is said that many immortals from the Nine Sky Immortal Realm even went to other fairy realms to participate in the selection competition in order to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortal Conference.

As one of the nine teams in the Jiuxiao Immortal Realm, the Zixiao team caused a lot of discussion as soon as they appeared. And the first one to play was the main player of the Zixiao team - a young-looking but steady-looking young man.

Duanmu Ziyu has always been quite proud, but when he looked at the boy, he looked a little bit respectful.

"Young Master Duanmu recognizes this person?" Li Muran asked.

Duanmuzi Yu nodded slightly: "This human Taoist name is Jingwu, and it is one of the most famous Kunlun Eighteen Immortals in the Palace of Creation! Kunlun Eighteen Immortals are all rising stars in the Palace of Creation. It is said that five hundred years ago, the Palace of Creation held an introductory conference on Kunlun Immortal Mountain, allowing the disciples of the True Immortals to compete and discuss the truth. In the end, the Eighteen Immortals stood out and were accepted as disciples by the Seventh Ancestor of Creation. This is the Eighteen Immortals of Kunlun that are talked about by all immortals!"

"In other words, he is a member of the Tianxian Sect!" Li Muran was shocked and couldn't help but look up at the young man again.

The young man is quite handsome, with friendly facial features, but he has a momentum that is above all immortals, and his eyebrows are a little arrogant.

Most of the children of aristocratic families and disciples of large sects have more or less a sense of such arrogance, showing that they have looked down on all living beings since their origins and have kept many immortal cultivators away from each other!

Duanmu Ziyu also has such arrogance, but compared with this young man, Duanmu Ziyu's identity as a child of aristocratic family is simply insignificant.

The Zixiao team was the first to come to the entrance of Wuji Space. The first young man to compete had already flew into Wuji Space, waiting for the opponent to appear. After a while, another team also came here, and one of the true immortals also flew into Wuji Space.

"It's him!" Li Muran, Ice Fairy and others were slightly surprised and exclaimed softly when they saw this scene.

The boy's opponent is nothing else - the fairy old man who is exactly the same as the "drunk old man"!

"This competition is quite interesting!" Li Muran smiled slightly. This second competition will definitely not be as calm as the first one!
Chapter completed!